my brother is not cute at all

Hou Chenghai had already booked a seat at the Chinese restaurant of Mi Yalan Hotel. The road conditions were smooth at night, and the Bentley drove directly into the above-ground parking lot.

Hou Zeqi got out of the car first, put on a mask and said to Hou Chenghai: "You go in first, I'll go to the pharmacy."

Hou Chenghai was a little puzzled: "Why are you going to the pharmacy?"

"Buy throat lozenges, otherwise can I go to eat?" Hou Zeqi waved his hands and walked towards the 24-hour pharmacy across the road without looking back.

Hou Chenghai turned off the fire, muttered, "You brat is not big or small." He took Ji Wanyu and Yang Yue into the restaurant.

When Hou Zeqi came back to take a seat, Hou Chenghai had already finished ordering, and Ji Wanyu was pestering Yang Yue for a link to vote online.

Since a number can only vote once, the voting data of "Nisulamo" is not very good, even a bit miserable. Yang Yue, who had already given up the award, finally couldn't resist Ji Wanyu's entanglement, and told her all the voting process.

Ji Wanyu followed the official account and voted, and also passed the link to all her friends around her.

Hou Zeqi pretended to be playing with his mobile phone, while casually searching the official account, and silently recorded all the voting procedures.

The family finished their meal talking and laughing, it was getting late, and it happened that Hou Chenghai had a three-room LOFT apartment nearby, so he made the decision not to stay here for one night temporarily in Bishan, he notified private The assistant tidied up the apartment briefly, prepared some daily necessities, and drove the family back home.

This LOFT apartment is located in a prosperous area, so the area is not very large. The decoration style is minimalist Morandi style, which is fresh and simple with a touch of antique flavor, but because it is too clean and tidy, it lacks a little fireworks The atmosphere is more like a cold model room.

The two parents slept in the master bedroom downstairs, while Yang Yue and Hou Zeqi slept upstairs and shared a bathroom.

"Go and wash first, my hair will take more than ten minutes to remove." Yang Yue found a mirror, and carefully removed the dreadlocks tied with colorful ropes.

Hou Zeqi folded his arms and leaned against the door, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can I help?"

Yang Yue didn't want this kind of person to see her face full of corn silk after beating her to death, so she turned her head and gave him a "get out" eye knife.

Hou Zeqi wisely took the towel and went into the bathroom, thinking that a child who is too independent is not cute at all.

After he took a quick shower, the first thing he did was to take out his mobile phone to sort out the voting process, set it as a Weibo that only fans could see, and added the text: Children who vote have candy.

Comments@FIH八舍@江湖说明大九@十全猫咖十美@深海直播官方微博@actortongrui@光影红子-tonghua@秦阿。

Soon, all the fans on Weibo were mobilized, and all the fans boldly speculated in the comment area what the so-called "sugar" would be.

[@云拍猫的小田负: Sisters who are still guessing what sugar is, keep your eyes open and see who is the first one in the comment?Ahhhhhhh my youth is back!I hovered in place and repeatedly ascended to heaven, announcing that I was up and down szd! 】

[@今天半上八下复married yet: Sisters, don’t hesitate!Please look at my id and tell me your answers——]

[@七上八下szd: Remarried! 】

[@黑大庄fans support club: remarried! +1】

[@吃cp的女孩never admit defeat: remarried! +2】

Then, the following replies were added from 10086 to the ID number.

Soon the Lord came out to reply very keenly.

[@FIH Bajie: Brother, your account has been hacked? 】

Hou Zeqi glanced at the time, it happened to be the normal training time of the FIH team, so he quickly exposed the truth and replied: Are you fishing again?

[@黑大庄粉丝未口会: Tsk tsk, taste the visual dialogue of this old couple, catch fish during training time, feel sorry for the pig’s waist in advance [candle][candle]]

【@巧上八下 Locked tonight: Piggy, what's the matter with you?This reply speed must be the special level set by Seventh Brother, right?right? ? 】

Hou Zeqi didn't care about these cp-crazy fans anymore, but clicked on Bajie's profile picture on WeChat, and asked him to post the voting process in the fan group to solicit votes, and then tweeted those who didn't reply on Weibo. They harassed one by one.

The replies on the other side were varied——

Big Nine: [black question mark]

Da Jiu: Seventh brother, if you are kidnapped, please blink, okay?

Shimei: Isn't this the online voting channel for the Begonia Dance Competition?When did you start paying attention to dance?

Tenmi: [I have a bold idea]

Shimei: Are you looking for the handsome guy in it?

Qin An: What time is it and you still send me a message?Do you have any quality?

Qin An: Are you not afraid that this time will disturb Lao Tzu's harmonious sex/life?

Tong Rui: How many votes do you want?You give the number directly.

Tong Hua: Brother, you won’t start eating grass beside the nest, will you?

Tong Hua: [No, right? ]

Hou Zeqi clicked into the voting channel to look at the data in between replies one by one. In such a short time, the number of votes for "Nisuramo" has jumped from three digits to four digits, and is rapidly developing to five digits , is about to overtake the top three.

He returned to Weibo and found that the fans were all looking forward to some great benefits in exchange for this vote.

[@giydovfk: It won't be another lucky draw to give away skins, right?The Africans can only make up the denominator to lower the winning rate. 】

[@最爱艺欣: It’s been a long time since I’ve drawn a fan rank, can you give me a chance? 】

【@做FIH一生的颜狗: Show your face live, show your face, show your face, show your face, show your face, show your face, show your face, show your face, show your face...】

[@禄草葱的风油鲜: Reconsideration!Send Yangou to the top of the hot review! 】

[@啪啦kitty: Reconsideration +1!Send Yangou up to let Seventh Brother see the aspirations of the masses! 】

[@巧选的起rum Girlfriend: Reconsideration +2!I would like to share my husband's beauty with my sisters! 】

[@我Directly Hi Wife: Reconsideration +10086!Send Yangou up to benefit all mankind! 】

[@FIH六七八九九: I am a male fan, I want to see my abs]

[@田小繉爱肉肉: Surprised to see male sisters!Don’t worry, sister, I’ll send you up right away]

[@我人民事局I came here by myself: Although I don’t know what’s the use of voting for this, but I know that my mood at the moment is more exciting than hitting the list! 】

Hou Zeqi quickly flipped through the dazzling comments on Weibo, and finally asked for the opinions of the masses. He liked the number one comment and replied to all fans: The number of votes is missing, and the camera will be turned on for the next live broadcast.

The comment area was filled with joy and the sound of gongs and drums. Hou Zeqi quit Weibo with a smile, and then heard footsteps outside the door. It should be that the little guy had finished his bath.

Yang Yue, who had just come out of the bathroom, was brushing his hair while arranging his large collar. Since it was his first visit to the apartment here, he didn't have extra clothes to change, so he could only wear the loose T-shirt in Hou Zeqi's closet as a Pajamas, but the other party's t-shirt was several sizes too big for him, and it was as fat as a sack. I don't know what that person ate to grow up, but he actually wore such large clothes.

Just as he was complaining, the owner of the t-shirt opened the door and blocked him, still looking lazy and casual, he leaned towards the door like a shaved bone, and opened his mouth to say: "Wash it clean. ?”

This sentence...it's really awkward no matter how you hear it.

Yang Yue raised her eyelids lightly: "What's the matter?"

"Come to my room and give you a big baby."

Yang Yue: "..."

Although resistance was written all over her body and mind, Yang Yue followed her into the room obediently when she thought about how the other party helped to hand water to wipe her face and pick up clothes today.

Hou Zeqi asked Yang Yue to sit on the bed, took out a bottle of bruise spray from the bag on the table, went to the bed and squatted down: "Give me your feet."

Yang Yue was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized when she saw the plaster on her ankle: "I'll forget if you don't tell me." After saying that, he lowered his head, tore off the wet plaster, and said with lowered eyes, "My feet are fine. It's to cover this."

The palm-sized medical patch was torn off, revealing a slender, white and bony ankle. There was an ink-colored tattoo on the upper part of the ankle. It was the side face of a cat surrounded by a crescent moon. The fish bones look quite individual.

Now it was Hou Zeqi's turn to be stunned: "A very good-looking kid, how handsome is he playing around?"

Yang Yue said stiffly: "You know a fart."

After speaking, the ankle was grabbed.

"Does it hurt?"

When Yang Yue looked at Hou Zeqi, he was stunned for a moment. Since he was a child, some people beat him, scolded him, and praised him, but no one ever asked him a word about it. what.

He stared at the other person's deep-set eyebrows, and it took him a long time to break away from that person's hand and look away: "It doesn't hurt now."

Now that it doesn't hurt, it means it used to hurt, just like every solidified scar was once a bloody wound. In the past that no one knew, I was in hysterical pain.

"Don't be stupid in the future," Hou Zeqi withdrew his hand, left the words without beginning and end, and then handed the spray in his hand to Yang Yue: "It seems that you bought it for nothing, you can take it as a souvenir."

Yang Yue: "..."

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Hou Zeqi smiled, "It's not good for me to ask you to use it, it seems like I'm cursing you for always getting hurt."

Yang Yue looked contemptuous: "Thank you so much." After speaking, he got up, "If there is nothing else, I will go back and rest."

"Well, good night," Hou Zeqi sent Yang Yue to the door, raised his eyebrows and smiled mysteriously: "Tomorrow should be a beautiful day."

Neuropathy.

Yang Yue didn't bother to pay attention to him, and slammed the door mercilessly. He stood outside the door and stared at the bruise spray in his hand. Thinking about the conversation between the two just before entering the door, he couldn't help but feel a little speechless.

It turns out that this is the so-called big baby...